I inhale and taste rot
If you cut me open my pink insides would be black
Curling away from my ribs in thick strips
There's something hollow in me
A heap of decay where a strong heart used to beat
I fill my lungs and get no air
Look at me
Look at what has become of me
My throat is parched
My stomach churns
What part of me is good?
What part of me is left?
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.08 seconds at 6:03am on Nov 05, 2024 via server WEBX2.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
